i believe the Westest
have got it wrong
they celebrate New Year's Eve
pop bottles excitedly
in honor of the next year
while in W'Estonia
we celebrate Old Year's Eve
it's a time to reflect
tie up loose ends
and cherish the year that's been
so we can actually start fresh
this round started
and ended with wins (/W)
but the underwater cave
i had to dive out of in-between
while the oxygen was running out
deserves another moment
besides a very solid
year of crying
in most gyms, saunas,
Vienna metro, many airports,
a Slovakian hospital,
on my way up the roof of Africa,
one office, three homes
but always on a silk pillow
did i make it heavy myself?
yes, but i accept it now
and i went to the gym
122 times this year
so i am strong
and ready for a year
that's more aligned
with more rest, travel,
a meaningful role in society
knits and more water
to avoid the next
hit of altitude sickness i get
when i actually reach
my full potential, up there
so i will spend tonight
at home, alone
eating my slow-cooked duck
jelly with cream, kirju koer
the bacon dates i didn't have
i'll have those 12 meals(-ish)
eat the 12 grapes under the table
just in pumpkin-case
light my sparkling sticks
on the balcony i worked
my ass off to call my home
reminiscing the year
where i thought Kilimanjaro was
the hardest thing i've ever done
up until i went through
the rest of 2025
head vana aasta lõppu!
and don't you dare wish
a happy new year to me
before it's actually here
also is starting a year
with a hangover
really the best way?
Inspiratsiookean 